The autumn colors are darker, and the flowers and plants are tired.

A few days ago, the wind blew, the eldest young master suffered from the cold, although it has improved, but I am afraid that there is a bad pool to be dug into the medicine, a group of servants in the courtyard and I are shocked to ask the Bodhisattva to tell the Buddha, there is a kind of atmosphere of disaster in the courtyard.

At this juncture when he lost his life at any time, the two henchmen of the eldest young master were not around. Before leaving, the two men gave me a prescription and told me to buy the decoction myself, and no one was allowed to interfere.

If you don't worry about others handling your master's medicine, why did you have the audacity to leave the Luo family? I stared at the fire under the pot, and wondered.

"Grandma, there are big fireworks here, why don't you give me this medicine, you go to rest first, and then call you when the medicine is ready?" Lu Yuan, who was also decocting medicine, held a pu fan in one hand and fanned the fire on the two medicine stoves in front of him.

The strong smell of medicine was disgusting, and I shook my head and rejected her kindness.

Lu Yuan's eyes swirled back and forth between the two medicine jars, apparently not giving up on Fang Cai's thoughts.

I warned, "I know you're doing your job, but I can only boil this medicine myself." ”

Influenced by the serious expressions on the faces of Youfu and Hua Bonus, I always felt that something big would happen as soon as this medicine left my sight.

Lu Yuan paused for a moment, smiled, and didn't dare to look at the eldest young master's medicine jar again.

In a short time, both jars of medicine were boiled. Lu Yuan pushed her brewed medicine in front of me, looking at me with burning eyes.

Glancing bitterly at the bowl of black steaming medicine, I pinched my nose and frowned and drank slowly.

This medicine is the medicine that the family doctor of the Luo family personally prescribed to regulate the body when I slept for a few days last time, but after drinking it for a long time, my body did not get much better, I wanted to stop the medicine, but I couldn't stand the repeated dissuasion of Lu Yuan, and the medicine did not stop every day, and I refused to drink it slowly.

"Good medicine is bitter, and if you drink a few more days of medicine, your body will definitely get better." Lu Yuan cleaned up the medicine residue and empty bowls, his eyes were sincere, and he swore solemnly.

I smiled wryly and said nothing.

Holding the medicine of the eldest young master, after leaving the sight of Lu Yuan, I couldn't help but take out a few candied fruits from my small pocket in my sleeve and stuff one into my mouth.

Stealing food was a problem that had fallen when I was hiding from my father's milk, and I wanted to get rid of it, but after starving in the cellar, I dispelled this idea.

In order to prevent being hit by people who don't have long eyes, except for the familiar henchmen, when the eldest young master is sick, it can be said that even mosquitoes cannot enter the inside and outside of the house, which is cold and deserted, and there is no popularity.

I thought I would see the closed door this time, but I saw the eldest young master standing in the courtyard with a cloak and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table in front of him, with one hand behind his back and the other hand painting on the paper.

I approached and said, "Young Master, it's time to take medicine." ”

He ignored it and concentrated on painting. The autumn wind blew, and the green smoke from the medicine bowl spread, and the bitter and astringent taste made people frown.

Putting the medicine aside, I went into the house and took a thick cloak from him and expertly draped it over him.

I would never have dared to do that before, but after he was frightened by a dangerous illness, I would rather be glared at and scolded than put a cloak on him.

After a few times, he got used to it, no longer frowned coldly, and now he is cloak again, which is very smooth.

I pondered that I was becoming more and more like a personal maid who served his diet and daily life.

There is a person drawn on rice paper, let's be considered a beauty.

The reason why it's just because this beauty has no facial features, only a graceful figure and the delicate flowers around her show her beauty.

"Why doesn't the young master draw facial features?"

The eldest young master stopped, looked at the painting under his pen, and slowly shook his head, "I can't draw." ”

Is there anything you can't do? My eyes widened and I was amazed.

"You'll ......"

"Young master, don't ask me if I can paint, and don't say that I can add facial features to the person in the painting, I can't paint," said the words buried in his heart during this time, "The slave doesn't know what you're tempting, and I don't think it's worth your temptation." Before the slave maid entered the house, she was a peasant girl, and the most she did was to find a way to fill her stomach. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, slaves and maids can't! ”

Relieved and uneasy.

I did think of his behaviour during this period as punishment for the day's confrontation, but a glimpse of disappointment at a game of chess that day brought me to my senses. He wasn't punishing me, he was tempting.

I thought that with his illness, this matter would be over, but now that there is a "painting" incident, if I don't explain it, I'm afraid I'll have to copy the book in a daze.

The eldest young master looked at me intently, and I looked at him too. After a long time, he collected his mind and said: "Little, I don't know the height of the sky and the breadth of the sea, and I dare to lift myself up so high? You, I don't disdain temptation. ”

Am I really exalting myself? The truth cannot be found in the dispute. But knowing that the temptation is over, it is up to him to say whatever he wants.

A stone fell to the ground in my heart, I lowered my head and blinked, and picked up the medicine with both hands, "Young master, it's time to drink the medicine." ”

I used to feel a little similar to the eldest young master because he was not treated well by my mother, and in the past few days I have found another place similar to him.

He also doesn't like to drink medicine, and he doesn't have the courage to take a sip of good medicine, frowning and drinking one bite at a time, if he doesn't look carefully, he can pour out the medicine while people are unprepared, which is very capricious.

After drinking the medicine, I took the bowl, and a hand stained with cinnabar appeared in front of me.

Even though I've seen it several times, it's still a little hard to believe that the eldest young master eats candied fruit every time he takes the medicine.

I handed over the inventory in my small pocket distressedly, and watched the eldest young master put them in his mouth one by one, his eyes showed a little joy, and I couldn't help but say, "Young master, I have no money to buy candied fruit." ”

The eldest young master glanced at me, turned his head and gave me his purse.

"Actually, a few candied fruits for a bag of silver is quite cost-effective." I happily put away my purse and thought to myself.

Everyone takes what they need, and when they are happy, someone suddenly shouts: "Da Lang, Jin Lan." ”